"If he was American, maybe. No, he's more like you."
Saying it that way allows her to omit that she thinks the Laughing Man was a fair bit worse than Barnes or even Malik. Togusa confesses his worry and all Mariko can do is arch an eyebrow.
"Really? It looked like it was working until recently."
They've always differed in opinion in regards to Retrospec's method; frustratingly so.
"That piece might be what Retrospec is betting on."
She straightens up, trying to organize her thoughts. It's mostly been an assumption of that other world that she feels through intuition and suitable dialogue.
"A heart beats in rhythm, as long as it functions - right? Even a heart cell will beat to it's own drum. But when you put two compatible heart cells together, they change rhythm to beat in unison."
Mariko. Hitori. Major. Togusa. They're all different, but not where it matters. The memories are different, what the world is like is different - but they aren't.
She knows it. She knows it the way she knows that she is never going to feel for anyone the way she feels about Togusa. She knows it the way that she knows that she is never going to stop missing her mother.
"All the information will never give us the viewpoint, so it's meaningless to try and find that answer in the data. 'I am the machine that shows you the world as I alone see it.'"
She shoots him a wry smile. "Something like that?"
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Re: And off to the races...
Date: 2019-02-28 05:00 am (UTC)Saying it that way allows her to omit that she thinks the Laughing Man was a fair bit worse than Barnes or even Malik. Togusa confesses his worry and all Mariko can do is arch an eyebrow.
"Really? It looked like it was working until recently."
They've always differed in opinion in regards to Retrospec's method; frustratingly so.
"That piece might be what Retrospec is betting on."
She straightens up, trying to organize her thoughts. It's mostly been an assumption of that other world that she feels through intuition and suitable dialogue.
"A heart beats in rhythm, as long as it functions - right? Even a heart cell will beat to it's own drum. But when you put two compatible heart cells together, they change rhythm to beat in unison."
Mariko. Hitori. Major. Togusa. They're all different, but not where it matters. The memories are different, what the world is like is different - but they aren't.
She knows it. She knows it the way she knows that she is never going to feel for anyone the way she feels about Togusa. She knows it the way that she knows that she is never going to stop missing her mother.
"All the information will never give us the viewpoint, so it's meaningless to try and find that answer in the data. 'I am the machine that shows you the world as I alone see it.'"
She shoots him a wry smile. "Something like that?"